Having been a cheerleader, I know all too well what these girls give up to join forces and compete.

I think I have a disease called spontaneous disclosure. I need to tell everyone my life story instantaneously.

I try to make my heart beat out of my chest, hard-core, once a day for at least a half hour. I think that's very important.

I get paid to make out with the hunks!

If I've had a bad day, if I'm feeling stressed out, if I'm feeling overwhelmed - it takes it all away. It's my antidote for everything. If I feel any sort of emotional upheaval, I go for a jog and I feel better.

I feel like my mind is a little quieter when I exercise.

It makes my makeup artist's life easier. [Plus] it makes my eyes look a little more open on TV, which is where I happen to work right now.